'tis over

Welcome, January 3rd. Glad to see you.

The season is over. Thank you thank you. We made it through relatively unscathed. I turned down invitation after invitation, hibernated in my house, and now, finally, through to the other side.

Christmas Eve was awful. We did the obligatory visiting to M's 90+ year old grandmother, and I felt so empty. Something was missing. Last Christmas Eve at this visit we had talked so many times how this Christmas baby would be here, wouldn't that be wonderful, how much we had to look forward to. We visited Charlotte's grave on our way and joined the throngs of grieving families at the cemetery. Who knew the cemetery was the place to be on Christmas Eve.

I got to dip out from the visit early, to head to church to prepare for the Christmas eve service. Which was lovely by all standards, and heartbreaking by mine. I did my best to look at it as simply another day at work, and I got through the service just as I had planned, and sneaked out the side door before the Merry Christmas hugs started.

Christmas Day was hard on M. He was very emotional in the morning, whereas I was distracted by the boxes under the tree. I'm never too concerned what I receive for Christmas, but I LOVE giving gifts and seeing everyone's reaction, and that was no different this year. I had gone overboard on M's gifts to cheer him a little, and it worked, somewhat. We also bought a lot of time-consuming gifts this year- board games, video games, dvds, etc, to fill the empty nights ahead of us.

I did indeed get my camera, and as soon as I figure out how to get my pictures on the computer, this blog will enter a new era!

The TTC has officially started. I have no idea what my cycle is doing, so we're just winging it this month. See what happens. I'm going to have to start charting or something to figure out what's going on. We got pregnant with Charlotte soooo easily (yes, I was one of those women) and I just have a feeling that it's not going to be as easy this time.

I guess I'll know in a couple of weeks if we fluked into something this month or not.

Classes at the university start on Thursday, and I'll join the ranks of the full-time employed. Actually, I'll be more than full time, as I'm keeping my church job and my other part-time job while I'm at the university. It has been a year, nearly, since I've worked full time. I've been fortunate to have the time to wallow in my grief, to enjoy a slower pace of life, and that time is up now. I'm back to the real world. I hate the real world.

I'm off to catch up on your blogs. Hope everyone made it through ok.